who doesnt like a nice cheap date

Kyle Fitzpatrick has quickly become one of LA’s top bloggers

Today’s roundup on LA I’m Yours of a dozen budget date spots couldn’t be more on the money.

Witness:

Pink’s Hot Dogs
We’d never suggest Pink’s for anything else ever. We try to stay as far away from that tourist trappy La Brea landmark, which just sells OK hot dogs and is always at least an hour wait. However, it would be a very cute place to go to on a date–especially a first date–as the two of you would be going to this super cheesy, slightly stupid place, probably waiting in line for up to an hour, which provides perfect fodder for talking and people watching and being cute as you decide which hot dog you want. It’s also dirt cheap because, duh, it’s hot dogs.

Daikokuya
For similar reasons, Little Tokyo’s Daikokuya would be perfect for a date. It’s a place that almost always has a long line and is a super intimate space. The only difference between here and Pink’s is that Daikokuya is actually good. We recommend that you go a time before if you haven’t been and try their basic Daikokuya Ramen. The reason we say to do this is so when you and your date go you know how to eat the dish and you can show your date how it’s done. Who *wouldn’t* think it’s cute to be taught how to eat ramen? Also, totally metro accessible and Little Tokyo is super cute for wandering around before and after your meal.

What would i add?

How about some shrimp tacos at The Best Fish Taco in Ensenada followed by a walk over to Paradis for a scoop of ice cream? (They even have several flavors of vegan ice cream if your date rolls that way.)

What nice about Paradis’ location is that if things are going nicely and you’d like to keep it going theres the Los Feliz 3 a few blocks to the north if you’d like to take in a film, or the Good Luck bar a few blocks to the southeast.

why xbi agents wear glasses alot

a long time ago someone had the bright idea to teach some very special young people a variety of skills

reportedly to better protect the usa.

and what they couldnt teach theyd re-engineer.

one of those skills was the ability to read peoples minds, also known as the lie detector.

only problem was it didnt really work properly (at first).

the result was many unfortunate agents were overwhelmed with hearing the thoughts of dozens of people in their radius at one time, which confused them at first

and depressed them almost immediately.

americans, it seemed, in the mid 80s, were bummed.

one agent couldnt stand it and hastily created special eyeglasses that could regulate the amount of esp signal that would reach his mind.

his cohorts literally owed him their lives when he improved and then shared his invention with them.

eventually he tried to create a volume control of sorts that rested in the agent’s pocket to regulate the amount of “signal”,

but most of the xbi just left their glasses on and blocked out the thoughts of their fellow americans. unless they absolutely needed to know things.

but usually even small doses of absolute esp was enough to turn even the toughest agent worthless.

and after a while it became obvious that the agents who didn’t wear glasses had something unique about their personalities.

not only could they withstand the steady stream of human pessimism and lies, but weirdly most of the small subset of agents quickly turn into the most strangely upbeat and positive characters.

out of frustration one day, a paranoid commander attempted to ridicule what would soon become the elite class of xbi by calling the non-glasses wearers Cubfans,

a slight the officer assumed would insult the handful of men and women who had no problem with the unfiltered data.

but instead it bonded them.

and to rub it in his face, they wore Cubs hats

all the damn time.

everywhere.